Sun­day was such a dif­fi­cult day. eClaire cried for just about the whole. When she wasn’t crying, she was taking unu­sually long naps. I sus­pect that she is either teething, still, or gro­wing. Either way, it was hell. We also had the plea­sure of atten­ding my friend’s daughter’s 4th birth­day party at Chuck E Chee­ses, a fun kid spot. The com­bi­na­tion of eClaire’s dif­fi­cult day and all the exci­te­ment and amount of peo­ple left her tur­ned upside down.

eClaire gene­rally is quite clingy in new situa­tions. I always, now that I’ve figu­red out her per­so­na­lity, hold onto her for at least 10 minu­tes or so before pas­sing her off to anyone else. She gene­rally warms up if I res­pect her time­ta­ble. Well, Sun­day was a dif­fe­rent story. eClaire threw a tan­trum that las­ted 20 minu­tes or so, arched back, head flin­ging back­wards, screams like I was attemp­ting to abduct her… It was awful! She didn’t want up, she didn’t want down, she didn’t want her blan­ket. I was temp­ted to reins­tate the “nur­sing game” right there on the spot! The looks I got from the parents who didn’t know me or eClaire were priceless.

Ove­rall, I think I tried to do too much with eClaire on Sun­day. She, when fee­ling down, simply does not like large loud set­tings. Now I know.

After get­ting the kids to bed, I sat down with sha­king extre­mi­ties overwhel­med and glad the day was over. How do I manage two kids 18 months apart? I pray to God that one of them is obe­ying while the other one melts down. Sun­day I was lucky. BC was being a great hel­per through this whole ordeal. Today was a new day!